I Feel a Whole Lot Better Inside
Kitty was sitting on my old computer monitor,
Where it is warm, cozy and oh - so popular.
She keeps an eye for the birds on the porch,
Always on the lookout, she’s my torch.
She then jumps down to attack my computer mouse,
And satisfied with that, she goes to wander the house.
Not so strange that Kitty wakes me like a recruiter,
So that I can go downstairs, and turn on the computer.
She acts more like my daytime activity director,
Telling me to pet her, feed her. I’m such an objector.
But throughout it all, she is always my guide,
And this makes me feel a whole lot better inside.
Copyright © Michael Eastman | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment